Dear Jagung 5

I still 'hate' you.

I want you to know one thing: Don't ever look for me again... You have your friends. I don't want to be in your life anymore.

Just don't treat me like before. Don't call me brother. Don't call me anything. I made a mistake SMSing you just now. I shouldn't do it. I want you to be just like any other people I saw: online on FB but never chat. Online on MSN but never chat.

I want these.

I don't want to be part of your dreams, or whatever. Don't ever claim that I am your inspirer. I am not. I won't be. I bring boredom to your life.

Go dance
Go laugh
Go play your guitar or keyboard or whatever.
Go mix with your Chem/Sc friends.

DON'T COME NEAR ME.

Fortunately next sem I won't be free. Really fortunate. I don't want to see your face anymore. Your face tells me that, you don't know how to emphasise on a brother. You only see me as your brother because I can protect you in someways.

I am sorry. That's not a brother. That's a guardian.